Chapter 588

At the hospital, the doctor reset Natalie’s leg. It wasn’t a serious injury; a few days of rest would be enough.
Natalie soothed Kristin to sleep beside her. When she turned back, she found Marico studying her with narrowed eyes.
“Thank you for today.”
“So I have slept with you before.”
Natalie’s lips tightened at his words.
If he wasn’t a complete idiot, he could have figured it out with a little thought.
“Six years ago,” she said.
“Six years ago?” Marico stared at Natalie’s face, searching his memory, but came
up empty. “I’ve slept with too many women. To be honest, you’re not that
memorable.”
“So, I’ve thanked you. I won’t trouble you any further. Please leave.”
“How old is your daughter?”
“My daughter has nothing to do with you!”
“Is that so?” Marico held up his hand, a few strands of hair caught between his
fingers. “Just plucked these from your daughter’s head.”
“What are you planning to do?”
“A paternity test. I’m quite familiar with the procedure. Several women have come to me with kids before, but unfortunately, none of them were mine.”
Natalie took a deep breath. “Then do as you please.”
Seeing her indifferent attitude, Marico scoffed and threw the hairs away.
“Looks like she really is Hamilton’s kid, but he refuses to acknowledge her.”
“That’s none of your business.”
“The only thing I’m curious about is, when we slept together, were you and Hamilton divorced?”
Natalie looked at Marico and shook her head. “No.”
“You’ve made me a homewrecker!”
“Do you care?”
Marico stuck his hands in his pockets. “Not really.”
“A word of advice: don’t tell Hamilton you slept with me. He’ll kill you.”
“He wants to kill me?” Marico chuckled. “He’ll need the skills to back that up.”
When Penelope arrived, Marico was pestering Natalie, insisting she
recall that night Bl
to sleep with him again so properly
You can reason with a person.
But when you’re dealing with a dog, reason is useless.
Natalie, at her wit’s end with Marico, was preparing to dislocate her other ankle just
for the chance to punch him.
“How about I keep you company instead?” Penelope said, leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed.
Marico turned, and his eyes lit up when he saw Penelope.
“Looks like I’m destined for some fun tonight.”
Penelope smiled faintly. “Do you know Theodore?”
Marico’s expression tightened. “What’s your relationship with him?”
“I’m his ex-wife.”
Marico couldn’t help but curse. “What is it with today? Every woman I’m interested in has already been claimed by someone else.”
“Well, you did spend all those years locked up by Theodore. You missed out on a lot.”
“You!”
“Should I give Theodore a call?”
“Don’t you dare threaten me with him!”
Penelope’s smile remained, but she had already taken out her phone.
“I’m telling you, I’m not scared of him! I just find him annoying!”
Marico was genuinely terrified of Theodore. The sight of Penelope with her phone was enough to make him flee.
Penelope’s expression hardened as she walked to Natalie’s bedside. She looked at Kristin sleeping next to her, then at Natalie’s injured foot and the bloody scrape on her chin. Her brow furrowed
“That Hamilton… what more does he want?”
Natalie frowned. “Maybe they’ll only leave me alone when I’m dead.”
“I’m going to find him!”
“No.” Natalie Shook her head. “I’ve made up my mind. I’m going back into the entertainment industry. The more he tries to blacklist me, the more im going to succeed. And Maria-whatever she wants, Om going to fight her for it. From now on, I’m not afraid of them anymore!”
Penelope nodded. “That’s the spirit. I’ll help you!”